Today

I've been thinking for awhile that I need to better job at recording our family history. The word history doesn't seem to fit what I want to write about (amongst the homework, dance and swimming lessons, coaxing to do chores), but someday it will be a history and I don't want to forget it.

Yesterday morning, I got upset with Abby before school. She had been climbing on the counter (which has been a big issue at our house lately and has put a bee in my bonnet) and knocked over a chair. The chairs at the bar are on the verge of biting the dust, so we are trying to preserve them for as long as possible.

There could have been a much better way to take care of the situation, but I got upset with her. Which made her start to cry and NOT want to go to school. She cried and held onto my leg while we walked over to the neighbors to catch the carpool. Urhhh....I was so frustrated with that little spirit...just go to school because it will be much better for both of us! Plus, my neighbor has to put up with another sad Barlow kid. Why couldn't have I spoken to her kindly and asked her to just get off the counter and pick up the chair? It would've made her day better and my day better.

After that incident, I was late dropping Peach off at preschool. One of my errands to run during that free time was to go to Desert Industries (like a Savers or Goodwill) to pick up some clothes for our 72 hour kits. I found some great things and of course, everything was super cheap. On my way out the door, I got a phone call from Georgia's preschool teacher.

They were learning about the letter P and a classmate had brought peppermints to share. Georgia decided to swallow the thing WHOLE! It got stuck in her throat. The teacher gave her some water and she was able to swallow. But the peppermint was burning in her mouth.

So, we made a quick trip to the doctors office to make sure it all was well. We are in the clear!

We had swim lessons last night (Carter and Georgia), Abby had dance (which conveniently takes place upstairs at the rec center), Carter and Annie had tutoring, and Tim had Young Mens. Wednesdays are always busy nights.

I was talking with a friend the other night at a baby shower about school. She was saying how much time she spends with her daughter on homework. She asked how do we get all the homework done.

It is one of those areas in life that I really worry about. But if I think about it too much, I know I will never get it done like I want too. I have 3 kids that I need to spend a lot of time with doing regular homework, speech therapy homework, tutoring homework, and reading. It is that prayer as a mother that I hope Heavenly Father makes up for where I lack!